

FriendsMy FriendFriends
Ill take the time, and scrawl to you, To say my life, at times is blue, Yet through my pain, your wings extend, And envelope me, and let me mend, In your embrace, the world is gone, In your embrace, my hope is born, This embrace you give, with all your soul, Bring tears of joy, through all the toil, So hold me close, and dry my tears, Don't let go, and wash away my fears, Because I dont know, what's around that bend, But I thank each day, that your my friend.


Reality of the SituationI'm starting to think that the answers I seek with questions and thoughts will never be answered, not because I do not understand or that I am lacking some basic knowledge required to figure out the puzzle of Why? but in fact that I was never meant to understand. The feeling of emptiness that is the direct result of unanswered questions is derived from the fact that I was never meant to know the answers. Given this it's my impression that my life is empty not because I look back and say What if or I should have, i do not believe in regrets, and never will, but I am starting to believe that the feelings of wReality of the Situation


Time to thinkWhat is my destiny, what do you do when everything you do seems hollow, and people you meet seem fleeting, the ones that leave an impression are the ones that scar your heart, and you just sit there and think "Is this it? Is this all there is of me?" and then deep in your gut you feel sick. The next day you let life take you by the hand and you get busy, the next thing you notice 6 months has past, a year, and you think "What am I doing.." just drifting...from day to day, empty and alone. It's funny...i keep searching for one person, to be able to understand me, and hold me close without words, because she already knows what i'm going to say.Time to think